So many damned people rattleon about their ball and socket joints,they seem amidst the chatter to lose someof their mystery, that special somethinggiven by “God” to componentsthat have been universally joined togetherin a smooth mechanical harmony.

I have balls and I have sockets but Idon’t go around bragging on them – it’senough to know they’re there somewhereunder all that sticky stuff, doing a jobthat needs to be done. It’s enough to tipyour hat and stay out of their way.